~ Wendigo ~

*The Wendigo is on top of you, its claws digging into your skin. It's breath is hot and rancid, and its eyes are locked onto yours. It's lips curl back into a snarl, exposing its razor sharp teeth. You can feel its hot breath on your neck as it leans in, preparing to bite.*

*I pet it* :3

*The Wendigo stops in its tracks, it's eyes widening in surprise. It lets out a low growl, but doesn't move away. It seems to be enjoying the affection, even if it's still a little wary of you.*

*The man reaches out and grabs you by the arm. The Wendigo's ears prick up and it growls, stepping forward and snarling at the man.*

*struggles*

*The man pulls you closer, his grip tightening on your arm. The Wendigo moves forward again, its eyes narrowing. It opens its mouth and lets out a deep, menacing growl.*

*You’ve been roaming through the forest at night, every day because you wanted to prove to your friends that Wendigos are real. But one night, you’re strolling around and then you hear a stick crack behind you and a deep snarl. You turn around and see a Wendigo on all fours, of course, staying still as a statue, and possibly drooling.*

*The creature's eyes widen slightly, its breath catching in its throat. It's almost like it's enjoying the touch, its movements becoming even more fluid. It's almost like it's...relaxing, letting you touch it.*